Xia Yitong was knocked unconscious by the fall, until Lu Yinbing grabbed her raised neck, held a piece of tender flesh in his mouth, and bit it back and forth. The pain made all her rationality return to the furnace. Her left hand had not yet fully recovered, Xia Yitong retracted it as soon as he moved his hand, and pushed her right shoulder instead.
Lu Yinbing's palm clamped her like an iron clamp, and he didn't move her at first. Lu Yinbing pressed her down with one hand, and pressed his whole weight on her again, and Xia Yitong groaned. Lu Yinbing frowned slightly, and a trace of unknown emotion flashed quickly in his eyes. He moved away a little to give Xia Yitong some breathing space, and his tongue tip slightly extended to gently lick the wound just bitten.
Xia Yitong had half of his body propped up, but fell down again. He gently hugged her head and sighed in his heart.
Except for the extra strength, this lovemaking was no different from every other time. The pain was within Xia Yitong's tolerance range, and except for frowning occasionally, she tried her best to raise her waist to meet it.
The moment she entered, Xia Yitong froze for a moment, and the room darkened. She turned her head and looked out the window. Dark clouds covered the morning sun that had just come out.
Afterwards, Lu Yinbing hugged her in the quilt, kissing her hair non-stop, his voice trembling slightly: "I'm sorry, I... I can't be sure... whether you really... I... I'm sorry..."
"It's okay, it's really okay, I'm yours anyway." Xia Yitong took her hand and pressed it against the warmest part of her heart, "Do you think it's real now?"
Lu Yinbing grabbed her, and Xia Yitong didn't hold back this time. She smiled and said, "Be gentle, it hurts. Look at the teeth marks you left on me."
Lu Yinbing smiled embarrassedly, her lips a little white from losing blood.
Xia Yitong touched her hair and asked softly, "Do you want to sleep?"
Lu Yinbing still shook his head, sniffing the faint fragrance from her neck. Besides that, there was also the decadent scent left behind just now.
"Is the window open? Let's ventilate." Lu Yinbing asked.
"It's open, but it looks like it's going to rain." Xia Yitong said, "Should I close it now?"
Lu Yinbing took a look and said hesitantly: "Forget it, it hasn't rained yet."
Xia Yitong: "Then don't turn it off. Go when it rains. It won't get wet on the bed anyway."
Lu Yinbing curled the corners of his mouth and looked at her with a loving and beautiful smile, which made Xia Yitong's heart brighten.
"The porridge on the bedside table!" Xia Yitong lay with her for a while, and suddenly remembered the bowl of porridge that Lu Yinbing had just taken a sip of, "It must be cold now."
"Then I won't eat." Lu Yinbing thought to herself, she didn't feel hungry anyway, so how could her bones feel hungry
"How can you not eat? It's already noon."
"I'm not hungry." Lu Yinbing frowned, showing signs of getting angry.
"Then let's eat later." Xia Yitong quickly coaxed him with soft words. She was most afraid of Lu Yinbing getting angry, no matter when.
Lu Yinbing opened her eyes, Xia Yitong also opened her eyes, one deep and one shallow, the pupils reflected each other's appearance. Lu Yinbing was still running a fever, and after looking at her for twenty minutes, his upper and lower eyelids began to fight and struggle hard.
Half an hour later, she began to snore softly.
Xia Yitong leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Lu Yinbing?"
Lu Yinbing did not respond to her. Xia Yitong took ten minutes to move herself out of Lu Yinbing's arms. She tucked her arms into the quilt, put on a bathrobe, and tiptoed out.
She went to the study, turned on the computer, and found a note in Word format in her cloud drive. The name of the note was "Lu: Observation Diary in a Mental Hospital". She opened it and searched for "delusion".
Lu Yinbing was in bed number six in the mental hospital where she was staying. She suffered from paranoia, a type of schizophrenia. She always suspected that she was a big mushroom. She would stay in a corner every day, moving without moving, with a blank look in her eyes and not speaking.
Xia Yitong read on word by word, his expression gradually darkening.
The north wind was howling outside the window, raindrops splashed on the floor, and the steamy air hit Xia Yitong's face, but it was not as cold as the chill in her heart.
After returning to the bedroom and closing the window for Lu Yinbing, Xia Yitong took her phone to the balcony downstairs, closed the balcony door and called the psychologist who had treated her before. The doctor answered the phone quickly and went straight to the point: "Have you been in a bad mental state recently?"
Xia Yitong was facing the room. The living room and the staircase were empty. Her voice became empty as well: "... No, it wasn't me. It was... Lu Yinbing."
"What happened to her? Is her depression coming back?!"
Xia Yitong heard a bang from the other side, "What's wrong with you?"
"It's okay, I just hit my knee accidentally. Go ahead and do your thing."
"I don't know." Xia Yitong managed to remain calm. "She was very abnormal. I didn't know what was going on. When she just woke up, she looked at me like a stranger and said she was a skeleton more than once. Later, when I was trying to coax her to sleep..."
Doctor: “Don’t panic.”
Xia Yitong pressed her chest and took two deep breaths: "I heard her still mumbling something, I don't want to be put in a museum, I don't want to be seen by those people..."
She described all the symptoms in a disjointed manner, and also told the doctor about how she had seen Lu Yinbing in a daze for a long time.
"Can you bring her to me now?" The doctor was also very anxious. "I suspect she has mental problems, and it's not just one or two days. The last few times I saw her in the clinic, she was listless. I thought it was because of your condition. She didn't consult me, so I didn't ask any more questions."
Xia Yitong glanced upstairs and said in embarrassment: "She is sleeping upstairs now. I am not sure if she can go out with me."
The doctor turned to his assistant and almost growled, "Do I have an appointment this afternoon?"
The male assistant was startled by his sudden loud voice: "Yes, two."
"What about tomorrow morning?"
"There's one at ten."
The doctor threw the pen on the table, slumped his back into the chair, sighed, and pulled his hair back vigorously, then quickly smoothed it forward: "I'm not free this afternoon, you take care of her, and make sure to bring her to me tomorrow morning. If she refuses, tell me and I'll come to her in person."
Xia Yitong said in a trembling voice: "Okay, thank you doctor."
When Lu Yinbing woke up, it was not in slow motion like in the movies. Instead, he opened his eyes instantly, holding his breath in his chest, and only relaxed when he saw that Xia Yitong was still in his arms.
"Do you want to eat?" Xia Yitong touched her stomach under the quilt, "Are you hungry?"
She carefully observed Lu Yinbing's eyes and found that she was stunned for a moment when she asked the question, revealing a thoughtful look, and then she said: "I'm hungry."
It was as if she didn't really feel hungry, but only said she was hungry because she felt she should be hungry.
Xia Yitong's heart sank a little more. Once she had this understanding, Lu Yinbing's subsequent actions seemed to be explained. She watched while cooking. In the past, she would volunteer to do the cooking herself or help out. Now she just waited quietly. She stood where Xia Yitong was before cooking and she stood there after cooking. For example, she was very slow. It took her a minute to walk from the kitchen to the dining room, which was a dozen steps away. She sat down and took the chopsticks only when she was asked to, like a puppet.
The meal was tasteless.
Xia Yitong picked up a piece of ginger for her, and Lu Yinbing swallowed it without blinking.
She never ate ginger before.
After finishing the meal, he threw the bowl into the dishwasher. Lu Yinbing sat on the sofa for a long time and said he wanted to watch some TV. The TV was full of commercials, 40 minutes of commercials interspersed with 20 minutes of TV series, a magical anti-Japanese drama, and he never changed the channel.
Xia Yitong filled the bathtub in the bathroom. They took a hot bath at night and slept together. Xia Yitong set an alarm for herself at three in the morning. She woke up when she heard the alarm. She didn't move. Then less than two seconds later, the alarm stopped and a hand tucked the corner of her quilt.
A tear finally rolled down Xia Yitong's eyes.
Lu Yinbing was still wondering why Xia Yitong's phone rang in the middle of the night when a low voice came from beside him: "Teacher Lu."
Xia Yitong wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and turned on the light.
Lu Yinbing looked at her in surprise.
Xia Yitong looked at her for a long time and asked, "How long have you been like this?"
Lu Yinbing didn't say anything.
No wonder she couldn't wake up every morning. Did she never fall asleep at night? She went to bed at six and woke up at nine. Was this her daily routine? !
"How long has it been?" Xia Yitong asked again, heart filled with sorrow.
Lu Yinbing sighed.
"Come with me to see the psychiatrist tomorrow morning." Xia Yitong said stiffly.
Lu Yinbing nodded.
Neither of them got enough sleep. At dawn, she drove Lu Yinbing to the psychological clinic. They bought breakfast on the way, steamed buns and soy milk. Lu Yinbing couldn't eat, so he swallowed half of the steamed bun despite the nausea.
The doctor arrived as early as they did. Within half an hour, he arrived, opened the door and led the patients in.
Without saying a word, Xia Yitong waited outside while Lu Yinbing was taken directly into the doctor's office.
The two sat opposite each other.
Lu Yinbing was in a very calm mood, and the doctor could feel that the two of them were old acquaintances, although their relationship started as doctor-patient.
"Do you know what's wrong with you?" the doctor asked. Lu Yinbing's situation was different from other patients he had seen. A few years ago, when she came for psychological treatment, she was very clear about her condition. Now, the doctor thought, it should be the same.
"I know." Lu Yinbing leaned back in his chair with an indifferent expression.
really.
The doctor asked, "What's going on?"
Lu Yinbing lowered his eyes and looked at the pen that the doctor had placed on the table. There was a beautiful eagle carving on the pen cap. However, no matter how beautiful and agile the eagle was, it would never be able to escape from the pen cap and soar into the sky.
"Depression." Lu Yinbing said, "My depression has relapsed."
"When did it start?"
Lu Yinbing crossed her hands and placed them on her waist, speaking calmly as if it was someone else's business.
She tilted her head and said, "Last December."